A Summer Reverie Poem by Jeff Siegel

A Summer Reverie



She comes to me like a sweet gentle wind
Whispered on a field of clover.

With a longing heart,
And a caressing hand,
I pray for the now
And weep when it's over.

Thursday, June 20, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: longing,wind
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